I'm gonna tell you a story that's all aboutThis job I had one time as a talent scout, hmm.I had a hard day at the office and the boss wasn't in townThe day this hired legged guitar picker just happened to come around.Well, he walks in my office with a great big grin,And folks that's where my story really begins.He said, 'Son my name is Boregard Rippy.I come to you from Tupelo Mississippi.I write songs that'll sing like a bird,I play licks on my guitar like you ain't never heard.But I'm down on my luck and things are just a little slack.I gotta quarter in my pocket and a shirt on my back.But you buy me some supper and give me a place I can sleepHe said 'I'll sing you some songs that'll rock your head to sleep.I got talent boy. Said back home they call me the Tupelo Mississippi FlashWell I knew I was in a room with some kind of a nut When he pulled out that pack of used cigarette butts.So that's when I told him 'We can't use you today'So I handed the boy a dollar and sent him on his wayWell the boss got back and we both had a laugh When I told him 'bout the Tupelo Mississippi FlashAnd pretty soon I had the story circling around About this Mississippi nut that we had in our town.I said, 'watch him everybody, the boy's squirrelly!He walks around calling himself the Tupelo Mississippi Flash.'Well it happened one day while I was driving to my home I just happened to have my car radio on.When I heard the jockey raving about a brand new smashBy a kid called the Tupelo Mississippi FlashI almost wrecked my automobileI went through a red lightI hit the traffic cop....Why??Well my story's got an ending and it's short and sweetThe boss man he fired me and left me out in the streetBut I got a new job now and I'm as learnin' real fastI'm drivin' the bus for the Tupelo Mississippi FlashAnd his Cadillac I'm driving that for him tooAnd that yacht he's got.And is there a plane??Well chauffeur, chauffeur I hear him sayTupelo Mississippi, who ever heard of it...........